Liu Yuxi's poems

First, "two autumn poems, the first part"

Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring.

There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.

Since ancient times, poets have lamented the depression in autumn, but I say autumn is far better than spring. On a clear autumn day in Wan Li, a crane soared among the clouds, which triggered my poem to fly to the sky.

Second, "Wangdongting"

The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.

Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.

The water color and moonlight of Dongting Lake reflect each other, and the lake is calm, just like an unpolished bronze mirror. Looking at Dongting Lake from a distance, the landscape is as green as ink, like a green snail in a silver plate.

Iii. Langtaosha I

The Yellow River winds from a distant place, carrying thousands of miles of yellow sand.

Since you are from the sky, and now you seem to fly directly to the Milky Way, please take me to the sky, gather in the Milky Way, and go to the home of Cowherd and Weaver Girl together.

The Yellow River in Wan Li twists and turns with sediment, and the waves are rolling, like a huge wind from all corners of the country. Now it seems that I will fly directly to the Milky Way in the sky. Please take me to visit the home of Cowherd and Weaver Girl.

Fourth, "Wuyi Lane"

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There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.

Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.

The deserted weeds are in full bloom by the Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset hangs in the broken walls at the entrance of Wuyi Lane. Swallows under the eaves of Xie 'an in Wang Dao have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.

Five, "Two Poems on Bamboo Branches", the first one

The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River.

Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.

On the bank of Yangliuqing, the wind and waves in the river were calm, and suddenly a man's song came from the boat on the river. Just like the sun in the east and the rain in the west. You said it was not sunny, right? The weather is sunny again.